Monday, February 4, 2013

You know you're a mom when ...

I love that so many of you linked up with me last week, and I will remind everyone that old posts are welcome, as well as new and current ones.

I'm just happy to see some smiling faces on the other end of those links!

Today's post is perfect timing.

My daughter was home today with a fever.

Boo, hiss, right? Stinks.

You know you're a mom when you sleep with one ear open for the child with the fever, and wake up with a start when you realize she slept all night long and you were dead to the world.

OMGAHHHH! Is she OKAY????

She was. Whew.

You know you're a mom when you can slip in and out of her bedroom, stick a thermometer in her ear all without waking her so you can decide that yes, she DOES need to stay home today. But whew. She can sleep in a bit and give you a few moments of solitude before the day truly begins.

You also know your role when you take on the part of waitstaff as your child sits on the couch - snotty and stuffy - staring with her glazed over eyes at the TV for the last few hours.

You know you're a mom when you can manage to sell $42 worth of Girl Scout Cookies, while maintaining your cool, keeping your dogs calm and your child from freezing after running outside in her pajamas - all in the span of 15 minutes.

And when you manage to single-handedly roll up hot dogs in crescent rolls and get the oven going.

And when you find yourself eating three empty crescent rolls for your own dinner.

After your lunch, or what wasn't stolen of it, consisted of TGI Friday's frozen spinach and artichoke dip and chips. Yesterday WAS Super Bowl Sunday, after all. And being the mom that you are, you pulled together an extremely enjoyable spread of TGIF Mozzarella sticks, Anytizer Chicken Fries (ranch flavored, which was weird, but good at the same time), the aforementioned spinach-artichoke dip (which, being the smart mom that you are, you stocked up and bought two of!) and cheese/pepperoni/crackers and Cheetos. Beautiful, right? Being the social media mom that you are you SHOULD have taken pictures. But you didn't. So, yeah.

Instead you dove into the Peanut Butter sandwich GS cookies, which aren't even your favorites, but give you three instead of two, so you could eat like six - right before bed - after not working out for the entire weekend, unless you count wrangling five 5-year-olds as they sold cookies in front of the local Kroger.

You're also obviously a mom when you sit your sick kid in front of your laptop just so you can have a few hours of TV time and catch up on General Hospital.

FRISCO'S BACK, Y'ALL!! *I haven't seen him yet and admittedly am terrified, did you get a look at him on DWTS? EEk. And he'd better have long hair, or else. I mean it. Totally. And can SOMEONE get Robert out of that freakin' coma?*

Only to be distracted after you finish an episode when you spot Jason on his new stupid show of Y&R. Damn him. He's still Jason. Sorry. I just don't see this Dylan/Mac character working out.

Now, where was I?

Right. Writing this while listening to the annoying and fairly odd parents in the background.

And craving spinach. But I don't think I have any. Or tissues. Totally need tissues.

So, there you have it. Today's ramble. Please consider linking up below with me this week to share your mommy moments. I'd love it if you linked back over here but I've yet to turn my "button" into one that links you over, so I forgive myself for slacking if you forgive me, too.

Oh, I'm so sorry that your sweet girl is sick. :( I hope she's feeling better very soon. Every single one of those sick day moments is so familiar to moms. I was just nodding my head until I felt dizzy.